Monday

Hot in the city



Dreaming about 25 degrees celsius, and the summer holidays. Partly sunny outside, but I´m spending my days buried in books, like every other student in this country. My sealing windows makes my room heating up, so here I am, pretending to be living in NY a hot July evening. Did anybody say back to the 80s?

Sunday

Diane



(ph. chanel.com)
"He is like a stepfather to me. We're very close- we just get on so well. He is a very curious person, he's very interested in people in general. I've known him since I was 16-years-old, ever since I first started modelling and he has always been so kind. We go way back. People have said I am his muse but I don't think I'd call myself that. It's not how I think of our relationship. That's big. It's hard to describe Karl, he really is one of a kind."
- Diane Kruger on Karl Lagerfeld, Vogue.com

Thursday

Murilio, I love You



Random outfit, but hey! I spent 12 hours at school today, it´s in times like these you really love being an aspiring journalist with a deadline. These song are making my day though; Candy´s Room, Murilio I love You and Quelqu um mà dit. (click on the link, do it, do it!)

Wednesday

Hull i himmelen





Beer, friends, live music at my favorite pub in the whole wide world. LIFE

Tuesday

polkadots




New polka dotted shirt. Perfection.

Sunday

Otoman



Found out last week that Vampire Weekend and The Kooks are both playing at the Peace and Love festival. At the same day. I`m going to see both Vampire Weekend and The Kooks at the same day. To put a change to Carrie B.´s quote; I´ve died and gone to festival heaven.

Wednesday

What´s new? #2





Went to see a random band playing. Drinking Jack with a straw. Waking up with half a mustache on my finger, having no idea how it got there.

Tuesday

The story of my life



It's not that you haven't met people. You've met boys. And at first when the boys liked you, you played along. But then you found yourself in the park kissing this boy you don't like and looking for reasons to get away. Or in a bed freaking out because while you liked kissing and his ripped abs, you don't even know they boy in front of you. Because it was the kissing you liked, not the boy. And so you learn... And you watch as time changes, for then its the boys who were friends who told someone they liked you, and you watch as your friendship falls apart as you put up walls around you. You're just so scared.


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